AV 13 Hardcore: Cecilia Northman Vs. Heather Sunderland

" Hahaha! I told you that you didn't stand a chance! Hope this teaches you a lesson." Cecilia let out as her hands kept squeezing and clawing and twisting upon Heather's breast, and the other hand a fist that rammed down over and over again into Heather's midsection, tenderizing the girl's abs and punishing her rival to best of her extent.

" What's the matter ? Didn't you say that you were gonna beat me with this move ? Seems like it turned out just like everyone knew it would. With you squirming underneath a stronger and hotter opponent." Cecilia teased and mocked Heather as she would try and give Heather's breast a tight long and painful squeeze, attempting to set down some authority over her rival.

Heather was just getting it more and more from Cecilia. She wasn't catching a break for a second and her attempts at making one for herelf didn't seem to be working. She just kept taking that beating in her stomach, almost unable to feel the punches anymore from how much she was doing as she clawed hard at her breast.

Finally, Heather had enough. She yelled out into Cecilia's butt, throwing her one last force of energy out in kicking up her legs, hoping to catch Cecilia's head in them to toss her off her.

Cecilia couldn't possibly have a wider grin on her face, now that she was doing so well against Heather and was in a sense dominating her rival. Even she herself had to admit that she was being a bit cruel when it came to the girl's torture abs and breast. Still....it was such a nice feeling dominating Heather like this, and it wasn't something that Cecilia was gonna pass up.

Though, it seemed as if Heather had other plans for her, as the girl soon shot her legs up and wrapped them around the blond's head. " Ah ?!" Cecilia let out in surprise, not believing that Heather could have possible held out this long after this much torture. With a swift motion of Heather's body, Cecilia was tossed off and rolled forward on the barley padded floor. " Kh...You just won't quit!" Cecilia let out as she tried to shake her head and start to push herself up to her feet.

Able to throw Cecilia off her, a wave of relief would come over Heather. While she wasn't by any means in the clear, she freed herself from that incredible torture and was able to continue on with the match. She groaned out in pain as she rolled over, taking deep breaths to recover herself as she would crawl to a different side of the ring.

She would sit up and lean against the apron, breathing in and out heavily, letting out aching groans with each breath. "God..ngh.." She bit her lip, taking as much time as she possibly could, wanting to fully recover herself before even thinking about going after Cecilia again.

It was pretty hard for Cecilia to believe that Heather had been able to throw her off like that, still there was no real time to just sit around and be stunned about it. The blond beauty quickly attempted to shake off the cobwebs that Heather's little stunt had gotten her, and with it she attempted to push herself up to her feet. After which Cecilia looked around a bit, checking to see where Heather was...though after a very short look around, Cecilia would attempt to head towards the ring apron and with it attempt to rummage around inside.

Once there she would pull out a second table, and along with it another chair out from underneath the ring. Following which Cecilia would attempt and lift up the table and the chair and push them into the ring, soon after the blond bombshell would follow suite. Once in the ring again, Cecilia would look around a bit from this higher point and check if she could see Heather, after which she decided to start setting up the table in the center of the ring.

Heather took another deep breath, rubbing her abs as she felt like it was burning in pain. "O-ow..god.." She winced, clenching her fist hard to try to endure it before she would peek in the ring, seeing Cecilia set up that table. She nodded to herself, finally turning herself around as she was preparing to slide back into the ring. She had to get back into this match and do it in a big way and this seemed like the perfect chance.

She waited for Cecilia to finish setting up the table before she would put all her energy into picking herself up. She pushed herself up onto the apron before using the rope to leap onto the top rope, trying to leap off it and try and catch Cecilia in a hurricanrana, attempting to turn and angle it towards the table that Cecilia had just set up.

Once done with setting up the tables, Cecilia would put on a wide grin. Now that that was done, all that the beautiful blond needed was Heather, so that she could put her rival through them and in the process put Heather through a whole new world of hurt. At least that was the plan the the buxom blond had set out for herself. Turning around, she spotted Heather on the apron, her eyes widened and soon enough she saw Heather jump off the ropes, headed right for the beautiful blond powerhouse!!!

Yet, a grin would cover her face from ear to ear. When Heather's legs came wrapping down around Cecilia's golden haired head, the beautiful blond would move her hand up towards her opponent's hips, gripping a hold of the girl tightly, as Heather pulled her forward, Cecilia would attempt to brace herself, trying to keep herself standing with her great deal of strength and good sense of balance.

If she could haul Heather up towards her shoulders again, so that her purple haired rival was seated on top of those strong shoulders of the hardcore wrestler, Cecilia would attempt to move forward towards the same table that Heather had intended to put her through. Letting out a chuckle, the blond beauty would attempt and throw Heather forward and downwards with as much power as the Swedish powerhouse could muster, attempting to drive Heather down with a powerful powerbomb, trying to drive the girl through the table with sheer power.

It all seemed like a perfect set up to Heather. Cecilia set up the table and in Heather's eyes all she would have to do was take advantage of it. Of course, that's exactly what Heather went to do. She had a full grin on her face as she leaped right at Cecilia, locking her legs around her head perfectly. However something was wrong. She went for the hurricanrana, but Cecilia just didn't come down with her at all.

"Wh.." Heather yelled aloud as she felt Cecilia hauling her back up onto her shoulders, her eyes widening as she suddenly felt herself going down again. This time however, she felt an incredible force pushing her down as she was trapped in Cecilia's powerbomb. Next thing she knew, she crashed right down onto the table and to the mat, the table almost exploding from the sheer force of impact as Heather lie there on the mat afterwards, coughing and groaning out from the pain.

Heaving Heather up as hurt as Cecilia was, wasn't a very simple task. Both of the girl's had taken insane amounts of punishment in this match, just throwing high impact moves and holds on the other, trying to smother and choke the other out all match long, and so far the match was getting into being pretty long. For now though, with the sickening sound and impact that the powerbomb must have made as Heather went through the table and crashed down onto the mat, the crowd let out groans of sympathy for the purple haired girl as she laid on the mat, coughing and groaning in pain.

Cecilia would push herself up to a full stand, towering over Heather for a second as she grinned down, her eyes looked her rival up and down, scanning the girl's body for a second. After which the blond beauty would attempt to lift her right foot up off the mat and attempt to stomp it down against Heather's chest, grinding the sole of her boot down against Heather's breasts. After that little bit of humiliation, Cecilia would attempt to lean down, moving her hands up to grab two handfuls of Heather's long hair and try to yank her rival up to her feet. Cecilia would attempt and make it so that Heather was facing away from her, and the blond beauty was facing the girl's back.

With that, the viking wrestler would attempt to slip her right arm down in between Heather's legs, going to wrap it around one of Heather's thighs, as she did so she would tip herself to the side and move her other arm up to wrap her arm around Heather's neck, trying to claps her hand down against her rival's chin. With a mighty heave, Cecilia would try and pull Heather up onto her shoulders as the mighty Hardcore Wrestler would move into a full stand, trying to lock Heather into a torturous torture rack submission hold.

Heather felt a ridiculous amount of pain surging through her, that powerbomb through the table dealing a crazy amount of damage. She was breathing in and out heavily, trying to endure what she was going through as she shook her head. Of course though, Cecilia wouldn't let her just recover. She felt her stomp down on her chest, causing her to yell out loud in pain, the grinding not helping one bit. Her eyes watered from the feeling, the air just being driven out of her by the second before she finally stopped. She breathed in and out heavily, lifted up by her hair and faced away from Cecilia.

Soon, she felt her pull her right up onto her shoulders, her eyes widening as she locked her in that torture rack. "GUAAGH!!" Heather yelled out in an intense pain, squirming and struggling desperately on her shoulders but finding even that incredibly painful to do. "A-agh..gah...S-stop..G-get...l-let..go.." She let out as much as she could, desperately pulling at her hand on her chin, wanting some sort of relief.